>>19364930As your hope of survival slowly diminishes to the size of a molecule, you begin to reflect back on your life and some of the choices you made that could have been better handled. Particularly, the first scene you reflect to is one that happened very recently.
>"Gosh golly gee willikers! Aren't you that Pokemon Ranger from earlier that blew Trevor right the fuck out?">"What? You /again/? Piss off, I'm busy on the job!">"Hickory dickory dock, I hear a girl in need of cock!~"Perhaps a dangerous Pokemon rescue mission /wasn't/ necessarily the right time to get up and start blurting out salaciously remixed nursery rhymes for the sake of seeing a lovely smile. You should have just went back to collecting her firewood, maybe it was her ass that called out to you.
Maybe.
Anyway, countless disruptions afterward--mostly out of morbid curiosity and interest in what the young woman was up to--eventually led to the ground giving in, expanding the hole and swallowing up both you and she.
And crushing the poor third wheel of a soul who was stuck there to begin with. You'd go into greater detail about this, but it's too embarrassing it's best to just stick to the gist of things and leave Bagons be Bagons.
A) Try to climb out the hole.
B) Try to shift your current position to something more comfortable.
C) Begin writing your obituary.
D) Ask the guy under you if he's doing alright.
E) Begin drafting your will.
